i thought i would come type on the boards, as im feeling really down. I cant believe its been almost a year since my sweet Picasso died. If i had only know a year ago what i know now, i would have taken him out of the situation, and not let him get hit by that car. I still feel very angry at my dad ( for those who havent read my post, my dog was with him when he was hit, i was not there ). I have a hard time allowing him to be around Stinky, as i dont trust him to protect him, i refuse to leave them alone, and its caused some hurt feelings, but after my horrible feelings of regret i will never leave stinky with him alone .
I love Stinky and Candy both of whom i got after Picasso died. Stinky in November last year, and Candy in July of this year, but i still feel such a emptyness in my heart for Picasso. He was my first dog, and he was perfect. I know one pet can never replace another, and my other two babies have helped, but i still would give anything to have picasso back.
As i said in my other post about my husband not liking the pets, i feel like i have to save other little dogs, like Picasso would want me to, almost like thats why he died. Had i not adopted him, and had he not died, i would never have got another dog, so really Picasso opened my eyes to a whole new world. I had always been a cat person . Now as much as i love my cat Orlando, i feel much more emotionally close to Stinky. He reminds me alot of Picasso, thats probably why i love him so much .
I feel stupid like i should be over this already, everyone i try to talk to about it in my "real life" seems to think that i have two new dogs so i shouldnt be thinking about it , but i just continue to feel like its a dream , like i will wake up and find him with me someday. I just have never accepted he is gone , and i cant.
thanks all for listening
amber
